Bael wasn't that far away from the garden, really. In fact, he had been walking slowly, as if he was [i]expecting[/i] that sort of reaction. It wasn't experience, it wasn't planned, he simply [i]deeply wished that this wouldn't be the end of their conversation[/i], and the moment he heard her voice saying: [b]"Wait, I'm sorry!"[/b] was the moment the brightest smile appeared onto his face. The boy turned himself to face her, eyeing her over as he raised both of his hands, placing them behind his head as he chuckled.

[b]"I wasn't expecting this at all."[/b] Moving both of his hands down, the boy took a step towards her. [b]"You didn't drove me off, I did it. I felt that I was being an annoyance... But if that's not the case,"[/b] Slowly, he extended a hand towards her; and simply keep it there, his eyes giving his own hand a suggestive look of; you should totally hold my hand. [b]"I'm happy with your invitation, as I adore any sort of art, this music has been keeping me intrigued for a while. Should we?"[/b] He took a step back so he'd be side to side with the girl, his hand still extended towards her. 

Bael's smile wasn't present anymore, but he had an overally pleasant expression, much different from the seemingly cold one he had when he was staring at Lily a few moments ago. He wasn't also being blatantly flirtatious, but that certainly didn't meant that he had given up. Perhaps this was only a change of strategy, if it could be called that.